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[b][color=f7941d]Gringor[/color] & [color=ed145b]Skarsneek[/color][/b]

After all that hubbub, and varying degrees of success as well as failure. The entire group managed to catch their breath together as they reassemble at a general area. Skarsneek panting and plopping himself down close to the fire, and idly poked at it with his stick.

Thoughts of how they really shouldn't be popping a fire camp came as it was a beacon to their location but he certainly wasn't going to complain about the heat warming his body up. But just in case, he had shut one of his eyes right now, in the case they need to get away and march in the dark. Something he learned out of necessity and nights of hiding.

Meanwhile, Gringor had his back turned away from the fire and leaned against a tree, facing outwards towards the perimeter and ax close at hand. He also ensured that they were downwind so that any scent that passed by will be caught by him first. For now, the fire within him settled down due to the brief fight that occurred. This time, he felt much more relaxed as he was in the thick of it now. The Varjans had a complete foothold.

That meant conflict was abounded and aplenty now. 

Skarsneek meanwhile turned towards the two newcomers, an owl mage and hornet girl?

[@Slypheed], [@Rezod92]

An oddity, since the latter usually never leaves the hive unless she's a queen. Or a rogue one.

[color=ed145b][i]Ah well.[/i][/color]

[color=ed145b]"So, I didn't catch you two charming girls name. Lady Kyouko sent ya?"[/color] Skarsneek said as he pointed to himself. [color=ed145b]"Name's Skarsneek, and thanks for the bail out."[/color]

Nodding thanks to Kerry the Hornet, since she's the one that carried him out. Also gave the proverbial finger to the Varjan, which was another plus in his book.

Then during the conversation, Skarsneek caught it long before their occupant even left the tent, no doubt in confusion as he lazily turned towards the oddity. The so-called monster-hating faction now being invaded by another bigger monster-hating faction. If it wasn't so deliciously coincidental, Skarsneek would've laughed his guts out.

Seeing the man completely make a fool of his self, Skarsneek just kept his poise and remained seated.[color=ed145b] "Yea, you're doing a real good job telling your saviors to stay back. The same ones that bailed you out. Thanks by the way."[/color]

Skarsneek started out sarcastically as he just watched Takeshi, but he only frowned when the other annoyance reminded himself of his presence.

[color=f7941d]"You lost, your Warband lost." [/color]Gringor dropped that fact without any hesitation, Takeshi won't be able to see Gringor's tail nor ears that denoted himself as a High Orc. Only that there was another person who seemed to be on guard duty. [color=f7941d]"Only you survive."[/color]

[color=f7941d]"If you want a fight, Gringor can fight you afterward,"[/color] He said with a wave of his hand.

[color=f7941d]"Or...I'll fight you right now."[/color] Brandishing his ax to the sides suddenly, it flickered against the bonfire light and gave it a terrifying illuminating sheen. One that's backed by Gringor's own low and almost eager voice with a shuddering shoulder, relishing the chance for a fight right [i]now[/i]. The near-invisible pheromones that often oozed out of a High Orc intensified in its frequency just from that alone.

[color=f7941d]"But that's not fun, so rest. Or Gringor will [i][b]make[/b][/i] you rest."[/color]

Gringor placed his ax back and continued to lay against the tree, relaxing as the wind carried its way. Lessening some of the effects of the invisible pheromones.

Skarsneek needled with a huff. [color=ed145b]"Hmph, the orc actually knows diplomacy...what a shocker." [/color]

[color=f7941d]"And the goblin is still alive, how disappointing."[/color] Gringor said, almost spitting the words out and didn't hid his disdain for the goblin continued existence.